‘Now don’t move while Jerry and Larry shave your body. I don’t want to be f***ed to punish you.’ I stood as still as a statue as they covered ...e with shaving cream and using straight razors shaved my body. The shaved my arms and then my underarms. They then shaved my back and my chest and stomach. They took great pleasure in shaving around my cock, threatening to cut it off. But my master had said don’t move and I didn’t move. They then shaved my balls and even shaved between my buttocks and. We will give you plenty to look at when we are indoors.”For a moment, it seemed that the phrase, “Don’t worry”, was repeated quite often, but the feeling went away and I was pulled into a tangle of pulchritude and squirms.I was amazed that my body was keeping pace with my libido, which had never flagged. I had expected my body to run out of fluid, the way we were going through it at about a quart a day or some such. How can an old fart like me continue producing so much for so long?“Because we. The boy moaned more loudly, and the man quickly sat up, clamping a hand across the boy's mouth. The man tilted his head toward the open window where shimmers of heat rose in the noon sun. He didn't need the boy's nod to be certain the boy understood; he simply knew.The man started to bend again, but the boy stopped him, made him stand."Please. Let me."The man stood quietly, as the boy unbuttoned the man's shirt, stretching slightly up on his toes to tug the shirt off, letting it fall against. We own you now and you will do our bidding”“Yes Matron”“Now we must start some stretching exercises. Go to my chair and bend over the back of it.”I did as I was bid. Behind me I could hear drawers being opened and closed and Matron humming to her self.“Ah, there we are” she exclaimed.I felt her spread open my buttocks and felt something greasy being slathered over my puckered ring. A finger was inserted taking some of the grease inside me, making me slippy. Then something was nudging my anus..